"So what are we doing?" Scott asked when he, Stiles, and Izzie got to the parking lot.
"Okay, you sand there. Do you have your keys?" Scott nodded at Stiles, "Okay, you go stand way over there," Stiles pointed past a truck, where he wanted Izzie to go.
Izzie walked over, a flood of concern sloshing around in her head. She had a vague idea of what Stiles was about to do, but she was desperately hoping she was wrong. Sadly, her hopes and dreams were crushed when she watched as Stiles keyed the truck and brought the attention to Scott who was holding his key out.
"This was a horrible idea," Izzie hissed at Stiles.
"It might have been, but I can't really bring myself to care too much at this point," Stiles replied staring at Coach's phone to track Scott's heart rate.
"Are you seriously that mad at him?" Izzie asked curiously, "I mean, he's getting the shit beat out of him right now."
"I can clearly see that."
"You're impossible Stilinski," Izzie crossed her arms, hoping the guys would stop beating Scott. Despite popular belief, watching a sibling getting beat to a pulp isn't exactly a fulfilling task. Izzie sighed in relief as she noticed the heart rate finally going down. She let out another sigh of relief when Harris came and broke the fight up.
"What do you idiots think you're doing?" Harris asked while Scott was still lying on the ground, "Detention, all three of you. Let's go."
"But Mr. Harris-"
"Do you want more than one Ms. McCall?" Harris interrupted Izzie.
She glared at Stiles for getting her in trouble but walked on without saying a word. When they got to the class room, Izzie sat as far away from them as she could, in order to make her point to Stiles. She really wasn't all that upset with him, but he didn't have to know that. She sat down at her table, and put her head down. This proved to be not such a good idea, as she started dozing off. She wasn't completely knocked out, but it was just enough for her to have weird flashed in her head.
She saw the man that she had dreamed about in the fire, only half of his face was severely burned this time. She could see Derek talking to him, but she couldn't hear what he was saying. It was at this time that she had assumed that the man in her other dream really was Peter Hale. The next flash she got was of Peter lifting up his index finger. Izzie was shaken awake before she could see anything else.
"Harris said we could leave," Scott said softly. It wasn't normal for Izzie to fall asleep so quickly.
"Detention is over already? I must have really been out of it," she said, not realizing she had fallen asleep for as long as she did. Izzie gathered her things and followed Scott out of the room. She didn't see Stiles, which meant he probably bolted the moment Harris gave them the okay to do so.
"You were. Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just haven't been sleeping very well lately," Izzie said honestly. She was fine. She was just confused. She knew she needed to tell somebody about the dreams, but she wasn't sure who to tell.
Izzie didn't want to tell Scott. He was still new to everything that's happening, and honestly, he probably wouldn't believe her anyway. She didn't want to tell Derek. Either he would tell her it meant something really bad, or he would just blow off the dreams all together. The only person that left was Stiles. He was good at researching and having an open mind to anything. Izzie knew he would be the safest bet to figure out what was going on inside of her head.
"Scott is it okay if I just chill at the clinic? You're shift is supposed to be almost over anyway."
"Yeah, it's not a problem. You know Deaton loves having you around."
"I don't see why, I don't ever do anything when I'm there."
"I asked him about that one time actually."
"Really? What did he say?" Izzie asked curiously.
"He said there was something special about you, that you had a power to you that you aren't even aware of."
"What does that mean?" Izzie asked, the confusion showing on her face.
"I don't know. I didn't really ask him to specify."
"Of course you didn't. The conversation wasn't about you," Izzie said playfully, knocking his shoulder with her own as they were walking through the parking lot.
"What the hell are you doing?" Scott yelled seeing Derek holding a tied up Dr. Deaton. Izzie looked at Derek with wide eyes, waiting to see what he would say.
"Get out of here," Deaton tried to say to the twins.
"Derek!" Izzie shrieked when Derek hit Deaton, knocking him out.
"When he's conscious he can keep himself from healing, but when he's unconscious he can't."
"What are you talking about?" Scott yelled out at him.
"Do you want to know what the spiral means? It's our sign for a vendetta, for revenge," Izzie had slowly started backing out of the room while Derek was talking, "it means he won't stop killing until he's satisfied."
Izzie stopped when she got to the door way. If the spiral really meant something, maybe her other dreams really meant something too. She clasped her hands behind her back to keep from bringing attention to her nerves, though she was sure Scott and Derek knew they were there.
"So what? You think he's the alpha?" Scott asked.
"We're about to find out," Derek took a swing, but Scott stopped him before he could reach Deaton.
Derek looked surprised when Scott was transformed. He looked even more surprised when he transformed back to normal.
"Hit him again, and then you'll see me get angry," Scott said with a glare.
Derek looked up at Izzie, and when he didn't see any surprise on her face, he scowled.
"You might have told me he got control of it," Derek said to Izzie.
"I figured it was fair since you didn't tell me about Peter," Izzie shot at him before she could stop herself.
"Izzie," Scott groaned when Derek's gaze was fixed on him.
"That is not the same thing," Derek growled out.
"Maybe not, but it left me feeling very fulfilled," Izzie shrugged, when Derek started pacing.
"Do you have a plan," Derek asked while Scott was wiping the blood off of Deaton's face.
"Give me an hour. Meet me at the school parking lot."
Derek shook his head before walking out of the room they were in.
"So what's your plan?" Izzie asked.
"I don't know. I don't have one yet."
"Well that's nice," Izzie said sarcastically.
"Why was Derek so mad that you didn't tell him about my being able to control the shift?" Scott asked.
"When I found out about all this werewolf stuff, I went and talked to him about it. At the time you weren't having anything to do with him, so he wanted me to tell him what all was going on with you. I agreed to it as long as he would tell me what was really going on, so I wasn't depending on the infinite amount of theories that Stiles would have about everything," Izzie explained.
"So because he didn't tell you about Peter, you didn't tell him about me."
"Pretty much."
"So if he had told you about Peter, and you weren't mad at him, would you have told him then?"
"Probably," Izzie said looking at the ground after a couple seconds of hesitation.
"So you really are on his side then," Scott stated.
"Are we really back to that again?" Izzie snapped, looking back up.
"Yeah Izzie, we are. How am I supposed to be able to trust you when you'll just run off to Derek and tell him everything?"
"So that's it then. If I trust Derek, you can't trust me?"
"Do you trust him?" Scott already knowing the answer before the question had even formulated in his head.
"Yes," Izzie answered immediately, "and if you can't handle that, then there's nothing left to say here."
Izzie and Scott remained silent towards one another after their conversation at the clinic. The air was so tense, that even Stiles noticed that something was off.
"So what's going on with you guys?" Stiles asked, focused on the road.
"Nothing," they both snapped at the same time, causing Stiles to fall into a never-before-heard silence.
Izzie was surprised when they got to the school before Derek did. But she was still too busy fuming at Scott to really care about anything else at that moment.
"You know, this is a terrible idea," Stiles said, getting out of the jeep.
"Tell me about it," Izzie mumbled under her breath, going unnoticed by Stiles but earning a glare from Scott.
Stiles and Scott bantered on a little bit longer, until finally Derek showed up.
"Took you long enough," Izzie said when he got out of his car. Derek didn't say anything to her. He had heard what Scott and Izzie said to each other, and while he was glad Izzie was on his side, he didn't want there to be problems between her and Scott.
"Where's my boss?" Scott asked.
"In the back."
"He looks comfortable," Stiles said sarcastically.
"Seriously Derek," Izzie said with a shake of her head.
"I could have put him in the trunk," Derek shrugged like it was no big deal, "What are you doing?" Derek asked Scott's retreating figure.
"You said I was linked with the alpha. I'm going to find out if you're right."
"What is he planning on doing?" Derek asked Izzie.
"You don't even want to know," Izzie said, climbing onto the hood of Derek's car.
"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want to know. Doesn't that sound familiar?" Izzie let a small smile slip at what Derek had said.
"You'll find out in a second," Izzie replied.
"So how did Scott learn how to control the shift in less than a day?" Derek asked.
"Stiles threw a shit ton of balls at his face, which sounds like a lot of fun right about now."
"You won't stay mad at him forever."
"He basically told me that I can't be trusted. I can be mad as long as I very well want to," Izzie huffed.
"It's not that he doesn't trust you, he just doesn't want you involved in all of this."
"You seem to know an awful lot about this particular subject. Care to share how?"
"He told me. When I took him to see Peter. He's just worried about you; he doesn't want you to get hurt."
"The only thing that's hurt me throughout this whole entire mess is the fact that he won't give me enough credit to take care of myself. You know, he said he was going to lay off about me and you. I thought he meant it until he freaked at me at the clinic"
"At the time when he said that, it was safer for you to be around me than around him when he was still figuring everything out. Now that he has a little bit of control, he doesn't think you need to be around me anymore."
"That's what you told him? That I was safer with you?" Izzie hopped off the car and walked over to Derek.
Before Derek could reply, they heard an awful wailing sound coming from the intercom. Izzie wasn't sure what it sounded like, but she knew it wasn't what Scott was anticipating.
"You have got to be kidding me," Derek looked at the ground in frustration. Izzie couldn't help herself and she fell into a fit of giggles. The giggling stopped however, when she heard a load, scary, howl, and she subconsciously jumped a little closer to Derek. It was definitely not what she was expecting. Izzie could tell Derek was thinking the same thing, with how he was looking all around.
"Well, that was something," Izzie said quietly when the howl finished, "A definite improvement from his first try."
"They are such idiots. Please tell me you didn't contribute to this plan."
"Hey, Scott and I haven't said a word to each other since the clinic. This is all him."
"I'm going to kill both of you," Derek said angrily when the two got back to the parking lot, "are you trying to attract all of California to the school?"
"Sorry, I didn't know it would be that loud," Scott replied with a smug look on his face.
"It was loud, and it was awesome," Stiles sang.
"Shut up," Derek said, the anger still laced in his voice.
"Don't be such a sour wolf," Stiles said, causing Izzie to purse her lips together to keep her laugh from escaping.
"What did you do with him?" Scott said. Izzie turned around before Derek and gasped.
"Derek, Deaton's gone," she said tugging on his jacket.
"What? I didn't do anything."
Izzie felt something come up behind her, and she screamed when she saw blood coming out of Derek's mouth.
"Izzie!" Scott yelled grabbing her arm to pull her away from the alpha.
The three started running towards the door of the school. Izzie turned around and stopped when she saw the alpha throw Derek into the wall. It didn't take a genius to figure out that he was most likely dead.
"Izzie let's go," Scott said grabbing her arm again, pulling her through the doors. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes at what she just saw, but she willed them away. She could cry later, right now she needed to focus on getting away from the alpha safely.
A/N: I was going to put this up earlier, but I'm still kind of reeling from Monday's episode. Let me know what you guys think. :)